Faith and Hope

Within a few days of meeting my husband I explained to him that I wanted children, no matter how I had to have them (birth, adoption...) and if he didn't want them we shouldn't waste any more of eachothers time. He wanted children too, and we anded up getting married only a year and half later. We've been married three years now. In the last year and a half, we've suffered two miscarriages. The first one was exactly a week after the test came up positive and the second was during my supposed 11th week of the pregnancy, when we went in for spotting concerns and were told our baby girl had passed away at the 8 week mark. (Apparently they can tell all sorts of things from D&C). Anyway, we vowed not to purchase any more home pregnancy tests. I don't even eat food cooked with alcohol and i take my prenatals every day. I won't take medications that could harm a baby and we keep trying. Every time I'm sick we rush and break the rule to determine if its a pregnancy and its always negative. Its hard coming so close and then feeling so far away. I work in a daycare and take care of infants every day. Its the most rewarding and wonderful job I could ever ask for but it is hard to accept that it comes so easy for some people. Being a Christian helps, I know it is Gods call. If he gave Sara a child, I still have a chance. :)